The Last MinutesA Poem by The Unknown RoseThis was my first ever poem written at age 7. Please Enjoy.Day is gone, Night is here.
Wild geese fly, I hear them from my ear.
The sun sets on the horizon sky.
Just think I won't be able to see these things if I die.
So I lay there stiff and no air.
Sigh. It just isn't fair.
The Unknown Rose at age 7 © 2012 The Unknown RoseAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on February 18, 2012 Last Updated on February 18, 2012 AuthorThe Unknown RoseMadera, CAAboutHello, my name is Pepper Falcon commonly called Piko. I recently came back onto this site after a 4 year hiatus and am glad to return. I am currently a college student struggling to find out what to p.. more..Writing
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